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GERALD LEVERT lyrics - Groove On

School Me

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In my new life I met plenty of girls But none that make me wanna do The things you make me do I wanna learn what makes you feel good See Lord knows I tried to keep you Satisfied the best way that i could See' cause no woman has laid love down on me The way that you laid it on me Keep on laying it on me Baby I wanna learn all the things To keep you ocupied I wanna give you my time Baby 1 - You be the teacher I won't be no fool I did my homework Baby And I'm ready for school 2 - You can be the principal And I'll follow the rules I did my homework Baby And I'm ready for school Repeat 2 (Ad lib) Come on and school me Baby Wont you teach me Baby Show me Baby I'll take notes so I can remember All the things that I do to make you scream Tell me what you like 'cause I'm willing and able I can fulfill your every dream See no woman has ever made Me wanna break down and give Her everything I have To offer and even more See you're the kind of girl That'll make a man wanna give all this money Give up his cars all of his dreams So Baby why don't you show me See you be the teacher I Won't be no fool I did me homeowrk Baby And I'm ready for school Repeat 2 Repeat 1 and 2 (Ad lib) Repeat 1 and 2 two times (Fade)

Cadillac Dress

SOUL DECISION "Cadillac Dress"
Take my clothes, my socks, my shoes away I wanna be naked everyday (oh) I'd wear nothing but my birthday suit Just a chance to be with you I'd make loving you a living I'd be a chair that you could sit in Over and under and through you I go Use it, let's do this I want you to know (CHORUS) You run me over in a cadillac dress It's got me dancing SOS You tear me up You turn me in You take me under, yeah Won't flash your hips and I'm going by I think somebody put sex in the wine Cause I'm going down I'm hangin' in I'm headed under, yeah Take my car, my house, my time for good I wanna live all you like I should (yeah) Now girl I wanna be good at you Just show me all the things to do Use your body as my education Take my blackbook as my resignation All the things that I could do If I could just come talk to you Over and under and through you I go Use it, let's do this I want you to know CHORUS Baby, baby, baby Baby, baby, yeah, baby CHORUS x 3

Boy You Knock Me Out (Remix)

Tatyana Ali
Boy You Knock Me Out (Remix) [Tatyana] Uh, uh, uh Oh, oh yeah Baby [Tatyana] From the moment that I saw you babe All I think about is loving you Every time that you are near I just can't help but stare I'm dreaming of eternity with you So maybe I can 1 - [Tatyana] Run away with you Imagine all the things we'd do Call my name And make this fantasy for real Run away with you Imagine all the things we'd do Call my name And make this fantasy for real 2 - [Tatyana] Can't hold it, I can't fight it Want you and I can't deny it It's all about the things you do Boy, you knock me out Can't hold it, I can't fight it Want you and I can't deny it It's all about the things you do Boy, you knock me out [Tatyana] Can you feel the vibes I'm sending, baby? All my energy and thoughts towards you There's now way I could let go Of all these dreams and hopes Anxieties so deep, feelings so new Just maybe I can Repeat 1 Repeat 2 [Tatyana] Falling for you, this love's a TKO Falling for you, baby Falling for you, this love's a TKO Falling for you, baby [Will Smith](Tatyana) Uh, uh, uh Here it is a groove slightly transformed Again, but with a Tatyana Ali spin I knew ever since she was ten As Fresh Prince from back then I had a synch she would win Whatever clique she was in Now she's all grown up not Ashley Mad sexy, true but classy She in the fast lane under my wing Kissing the sky Tatyana Ali, girl you knock me out (Cause boy you knock me out) Repeat 2 till end

Ooh Na Na

DONELL JONES "Journey Of A Gemini"
Yo yo what's up Oh oh oh You know you got something I want (you know) You ready baby [Verse 1] It's only been a day And I ain't trying to wait no more Oh na na na Cuz I'm going show you things that you never seen before Oh na na na Girl I know a place where we can go for love Oh na na na [Hook] Girl it's right here And it's right now And it won't be long before I lay it down Say oh your na na na na na I want your na na na na na Cuz i'm going get it if your with it Cuz i'm ready for that oh na na your na na oh [Chorus] Baby cuz I want it And when you bring it here i'm jumping on it Girl i'm only into pleasing tonight You ain't gotta ask for nothing Just as long as you can keep you can keep it coming You've got it Girl I can't wait to taste your hypnotic Girl I wanna make a baby tonight You ain't gotta ask for nothing Cuz as long as you can take it I'ma keep it coming [Verse 2] Baby don't be scared I'm gonna take my time with you Oh na na na You can saddle up I'll do this rodeo with you Oh na na na It ain't all about them whips It ain't all about them cuffs It's all about me pulling your hair Just like a lonely bud [Repeat hook] [Repeat chorus] [Verse 3] There's something 'bout your na na that crazy na na Make a nigga wanna pay your rent And you know it just don't make no damn sense Whoa no no no We got so much in common Me little mama Take 'em down so I can see 'em again Girl you knotting up like a man's best friend And you know that I want [Repeat chorus 2X]

Don't Leave Me This Way

David Coverdale "Coverdale/Page"
(Coverdale/Page) I'm sick and tired and lonely, sitting in my room Staring at the shadows, blowing smoke rings at the moon. Every night I try, but, every night I cry, tryin' to work out why I just wanna know, got to know, why you keep on pushing me, baby. You love me when you want, and take me when you need Whatever you say to me, baby, makes my poor heart bleed. Now I don't wanna win, but, I don't wanna lose An' I don't wanna be alone no more, no more I just wanna give you love, I just got to give you love. But, you keep on giving love, You give another man your love. Ooh baby, don't you leave me this way, Don't you leave me. I never wanna hurt you, don't wanna tie you down But, every time I take a look in the mirror, I can see the heartache hangin' 'round. I'm going down to the ground, Why you always wanna bring me down Baby, baby, why do you always bring me down. 'Cos you keep on giving love, You give another man your love. Baby, baby, don't you leave me this way. Don't you leave me, baby, baby, baby. My heart is aching, my heart is breaking for you And I can't take it anymore, no more, no more. I'm sick and tired and lonely, nothing left to say Just thinking 'bout you, baby, takes all my night and day All my nights, all my days, Baby, babe, you take my breath away. 'Cos you keep on giving love, You give another man your love. Baby, baby, baby, don't you leave me this way. I can't stop my love from falling down I wanna love you in the morning, Wanna love you in the evening time. Don't you leave me, baby, Don't you ever leave me, baby. Don't you leave me, baby, no. Don't you leave me, baby.

Spark Somebody Up

Buddha Monk "Prophecy"
* promo version Fuck Somebody Up had slightly different with Fuck instead of Spark [Intro: Buddha Monk, (computerized deep voice), ] (all hip hop acknowledge, prepare to embark the known) Umm.. (yea) [Chorus: Sampled singer] You gonna make me spark somebody up (Yo, you, you and you) If ya keep on doin the things ya dooooo (That's right, everybody) You gonna make me spark somebody up (I mean you and you and you) If ya keep on doin the things you are dooooin, don't wanna do it (Don't do it) [Buddha Monk] Yo, I'm tired of these niggaz in this industry Procrastinate to assassinate me, what you high off some trees? I figure ya said that cuz yo' bitch was on yo' back Dead that, this vigilante wit' swords gon' come and chop down yo' facts I stand amongst he square with a youth, phony prevail Anythin other than that nigga, just condemned by Hell Is you slick just to do the shit like Buddhists? Heather B, three hundred sixty degrees, level move this My audio shells is my surface and my third eye covered by mucus Oh, so there's a hundred-eight pressure points, I'm sorry ya didn't know this Ha, ya hopeless, also soon to be homeless Ya betta sit back and start taken fuckin dough to this My dosage, sick like white lotus, don't never quote this Realize this tritan is mad ferocious For the minute, I rolls out my Old Earth's home Thug life became known and sold drugs like Al Capone So, you'se a so-called thug nigga, here's a slug for ya wigga How ya figure? Ya test the style that was born to be wit' ya I was born to be bad, the Brooklyn Zu, Thief of Bagdad Lay yo' ass on the grass, and gimme all ya fuckin cash! cuz.. [Chorus: Sampled singer, (Buddha Monk)] You gonna make me spark somebody up (Yo, you, you and you) If ya keep on doin the things ya dooooo (Don't make me do it!) You gonna make me spark somebody up (You know who I be, nigga, what?!) If ya keep on doin the things you are dooooin, don't wanna do it! (Level seven) [Buddha Monk] Yo, to each and every men, call yo' ten best friends and watch this verbal murder just start to begin Ha, like winds, my style enters yo' anatomy Reconstruct yo' mind, niggaz, and shake to' bone cavity Are you mad at me? Take yo' ass to Buddha Monk's academy Get a crash-test course, nothin new for the G-O-D You so silent, so silent then don't do it For to be all bad, plus styes that run up like blood fluid Yo, I'm true to this, wet rap flows like breakin mucus Hit you so hard, it feels like a shift in yo' uterus Have no clue to this? Oh, Buddha Monk's just movin in this mist Yo, it's pure verbal murder when I get into yo' shiiiit [Chorus: Sampled singer, (Buddha Monk)] You gonna make me spark somebody up (hahahaha) If ya keep on doin the things ya dooooo (Level ten) You gonna make me spark somebody up (I mean you and you and you) If ya keep on doin the things you are dooooin, dont wanna do it! [Buddha Monk] Watch these whirlwind kicks, we move forward this very day You pray that our kills it on yo' whole family This technique that we speak seeps inside the devil's teeth Now you're body's been breached by the seven-dotten priest Stop the lyin, all hail to the God that's now residin To teach the new souls the nightmares of lost foes I move worst than Babylon, son I'll tally up ya arm Throw this knowledge like windstorms, crown the sovreigns that bear arms We Manchuz, Masta Allah Rahmel now sees you and the Zig-Zag-Zag, seven fly picture this pyramid Can't erase this shit I gave you from the devil, the triple-six Manchuz not duck low while Brooklyn Zu make body blows Hide your feet on hot coals, North Star fourty-eight track impose Lyrics assassin strike low, Buddha Monk is above the law! Now it's war! Things ain't just peace no more You niggaz hit the floor floor, face the, face the floor, floor [Chorus: Sampled singer, (Buddha Monk)] Say, you gonna (you) you gonna... (you and you and you) You gonna, ya gonna.. (what you gonna do?) Ya gonna make me spark somebody up (Buddha Monk, you've done it again) If ya keep on doin the things ya dooooo (I don't wanna, yes, I don't wanna!) You gonna make me spark somebody up (This is dedicated to all those who think I'm a real MC) I don't wanna do it, yo, don't wanna do it! [Outro: computerized high-pitched voice] Buddha Monk, you just keep bangin em funky You just keep bangin em funky You know you a crazy cat, right? Yes, that's right, baby huh-huh-huh-huh, yea...

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